Sharpitor, Lustleigh

Signed archival quality A 4 print in a limited edition of 500.

We progressed round to the southern side of the tor and clambered up among the scrub to its apex, our route in the dappled shade lit by the candle spires of pennywort flowers, miraculously growing in ranks out of the boulder stacks. Circling, we came across a large cave on the northern side, where a rocky leviathan had been sliced in two.